Shuttling Between the Two Worlds

Using the <<36-Heavenly Constellation Steps>> used to be taxing for Lugh before, but not now. Just with his God-King bodies alone, he could sustain an indefinite use of it.

What's more, his traits [Energy Recycle] and [Perfect Physique] helped with his energy recovery. The latter, in particular, gave him an astonishing recovery rate due to his body being nigh 'Perfect'.

Energy pathways, body composition, etc... These things affect a combatant's capabilities. Even when they're in the Demigod Realm, just the concept of 'Perfect' alone would enhance his overall capabilities.

Truly, he did not accept such a thing when he accepted this trait from a random cyborg before.

'We'll be outside the dragons' territory soon.' Lugh thought as he held Aria's hand, circulating his movement technique with her.

Since this is the Magic Civilization, the territory outside of the Dragons' might also be from the said civilization. Though, he doesn't know what kind of place they would be going.

After all, he doesn't have a star map yet. Without it, they would simply be going to places blindly.

"We're here."

Hearing this, Aria wordlessly took out the silver sword that I gave her months ago. With her at the peak of the Law Realm, she can perfectly utilize this SSS+ Rank artifact.

It didn't take long before they left the grey world. Just as they appeared on the real world yet again...

"Are you fucking kidding me..?" He mumbled as they got caught in a battle between two groups - each of them having a Low-Rank Deity as their leader.

Some of the attacks flew in their direction, but they managed to nullify it by cutting them in half.

"You bastards! Why did you suddenly attack us?! We're from the exploration team!"

"Idiot, that's why we attacked you!"

Verbal abuses flew out between the two groups. Looking at them with good enough artifacts, one can tell that they're wealthy. Though, they still fall short compared to the numbered teams in the Alliance's world even if they have nearly the same amount of Law Realm combatants.

As the attacks dissipated, the groups finally noticed Lugh and Aria.

They couldn't identify their appearances due to the full body Armor, but they still got weary. One of them asked, "Who are you?!"

"That's what I've wanted to know. We accidentally got here..."

"You mean, you're not one of them?" The leader of the other party asked.

"That's right. If you excuse us..."

Suddenly, the man suddenly took out talisman and threw it at them. It is a space constraint talisman that contained pure qi within it. 

Lugh left this talisman be as he asked the man with a monotone voice that he used his disguise on.

"...Why?"

"Why? We don't need witnesses."

The man charged towards the other group leader once more as he spoke. Turns out, he didn't take them seriously as he's confident that they can't break free from that constraint.

His confidence is not unfound, however, since the talisman is something that is nearly at the Deity Realm. When he saw that their realms are at the peak of Law Realm, he thought that this is enough.

Clang-!

Just as he parried the spear wielded by the leader, he felt a sharp pang in his mental realm. To his horror, he saw that the talisman is cut into two - with a single strike at that.

Since this thing is connected directly to him, he made this talisman reusable. But, this disadvantage came together with it.

The other leader didn't miss this opportunity as he thrusted his spear towards the man's heart, but the latter managed to directly redirect it to his stomach instead.

Thanks to his armor artifact, the stab didn't go too deep. Still, red blood mixed with a golden tinge dripped down from it.

Before his injuries could worsen, he chose to take out the other talisman of his, allowing him to teleport away to a short distance.

However...

Crack-!

The space cracked as Lugh performed the <<Sword of Destruction>> twice in a row at his direction. Coupled with the time phantoms and the Perfection-level Mastery, he managed to cleanly cut both of his arms.

Time Phantoms appeared, aiming for a second wave of attack at him. Though, he's alert enough this time to only receive some cuts as his injuries.

By the end of that attack, the man's appearance looked very miserable. Missing both of his arms, his armor was shattered all over the place. Blood dripped down all over his body, draining his life bit by bit.

The spectators were shocked at the turn of events. In just a couple of attacks, the man who they had a hard time fighting against is incapacitated by a random man that appeared out of nowhere.

"You're a cultivator, why are you here?"

"Cultivator? Not a Knight?!" the spear wielding leader exclaimed.

Seeing this, Lugh deadpanned as he asked, "...You only noticed this now?"

"No. He has something blocking my sight."

"Ah, right."

Lugh momentarily forgot that he can see things most wouldn't be able to. When he got the combination of [Truth-Piercing Eyes] and [A Reader's Perspective], he is able to see through the essence of most things quite easily.

'An expert.' The man thought as he was preparing for his last ditch attempt. 'Why would he bother disguising as a weakling? I didn't even encounter this over there!'

When he was in the Cultivation Civilization, he saw many strange things that occurred, such as a lowly peasant cultivating on steroids before killing a Peak Golden Immortal with his Peak Human Immortal stage.

There's also someone that offended an Early Heaven Immortal when someone killed his grandson - that grandson of his is a great ancestor of a clan.

He heard that the conflict started when a Child of Destiny had a conflict over a Young Master of thee clan due to a jade beauty. As a result, it escalated to the point that the clan got wiped out while ancestor got killed by him, causing the Heaven Immortal to sense this.

In the end, that Child of Destiny died.

These stories told him one thing: Experts wouldn't lower themselves in the eyes of others!

"Tell me, why did you do this?"

"You mean, disguise?"

"Yes."

"Not telling you."

"Wha-"

Hundreds of thousands of sword phantoms surrounded him before they flew at him. The sheer numbers of this sword made it so that the surrounding space became cluttered with such phantoms.

The man didn't manage to deflect all of it due to his injuries. By the time a million sword phantoms stabbed his body, he looked more badly battered than ever - his armor became damaged to the point of being unusable.

However, he managed to survive that thanks to a healing pill that he stored before. That's the reason why his arms grew out once more.

'Now!'

Without any hesitation, he charged at Lugh, power converging on both of his fists.

He heard him mumble, "You sent yourself to death." as he saw another strike far surpassing the one that caught him off guard earlier.

The blade flashed as it cut the man in half along with his Immortal Core. This time, the space shattered within the few thousand-meter radius, creating a space turbulence that cut through anything that it touches.